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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS 51 21 (A) THE DROWSY SLEEPER
"Arouse, arouse, ye drowsy sleepers,
Arouse, arouse, 'tis almost day. Open your door, your dining room window,
And hear what your true lover say."
"What is this that comes under my window,
A-speaking to me thus speedily?" "It is your Jimmy, your own true Jimmy,
A-wanting to speak one word with thee."
"Go away from my window, you'll waken my father,
For he's taking of his rest. Under his pillow there lies a weapon
To pierce the man that I love best.
" Go away from my window, you'll waken my mother,
For tales of war she will not hear. Go away and court some other,
Or whisper lowly in my ear."
"I won't go away and court any other,
For here I do no harm; I only want you from your own dear mother,
To wrap you in your lover's arms.
"I wish I was down in some lonesome valley, Where I could neither see nor hear.